"I appreciate Su Cheng's frankness, and his sincerity towards friends. He has the courage to show off the person he likes in the sunlight, and the person he likes will never be wronged. You're right, I did reject him before, but that doesn't stop me from possibly liking him in the future."
"Fine, very fine." With these words, He Xing turned and walked away.
His back was always straight, but this time, as he left, it was bent, as if weighed down by a heavy burden.
Fu Han's eyes were already stinging, but it was not until He Xing had left that her tears finally slid down uncontrollably.
After composing herself, she turned around and saw Su Cheng watching her from not too far away, his expression complex.
Fu Han acted as if she hadn't seen him and prepared to go straight into the company.
But as she passed by Su Cheng, he stopped her: "Fu Han, the person you really like is He Xing, isn't it?"
